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Auzre watched the peach-coloured globe of the setting sun for a breif instant before turning back to Falkin. When he spoke, there was a note of urgency in his frail voice.

"There's a strange creature at th' gates, mate. I just thought ye'd like t'know. Says e's got some sort o' last warnin' for us at Redwall. I personally think 'e's off 'is rocker, but Tyra thinks there's somethin' goin' on." The old otter turned his steady gaze to the front wall of the Abbey, and this time his wise, dark eyes looked shadowed and worried.